You had always believed in the strength of your relationship, thinking that love would always be enough to keep things steady between you and him. He was your world, and you thought you were his. But recently, things had been different. It started with small changes—the way he would zone out when you were talking, how he would always be glued to his phone, and the coldness that seemed to settle between you two.

Today, you sat next to him on the couch, trying to make him pay attention to you, but he was completely absorbed in his phone screen. His fingers moved swiftly across the screen, his eyes glued to whatever was happening on the other side of the device. You tried talking to him, hoping he would at least look up from his phone for a moment, but he barely acknowledged you.

"Can't you please stop disturbing my time? I'm busy," he said firmly, not even bothering to look at you. His tone was cold and dismissive, and it sent a pang of disappointment straight to your chest.

" But Tae hee—"

He sighed, clearly annoyed. "Stop acting childish. You're so immature," he said, the words cutting through you like a knife. He stood up abruptly and began to walk away, leaving you stunned and hurt in the silence he left behind.

As he turned his back to you, his phone buzzed again. Without missing a beat, he answered the call, his voice suddenly warm and soft as he spoke into the phone. You watched him for a moment, trying to ignore the sinking feeling in your stomach, but then, you heard it. The familiar tone of a woman's voice on the other end.